"By the way, this junior has asked before, is this the Misty Continent?" Zhou Yang suddenly remembered this matter again.
"Hmph, Pian Miao, let's forget it. Even my old man suffered a big loss there, so don't mention it." Mu Zifeng snorted coldly.
"This, isn't it!" Zhou Yang was a little discouraged.
After spending so much effort and going through all kinds of hardships in the starry sky, we arrived at this lush land. Isn’t it the legendary misty land?
"You must have heard of the Wild Continent, right?" Mu Zifeng said quietly.
"You, you mean, this is, this is a barbaric continent!" Zhou Yang was stunned.
Of course he had heard of the Wilderness Continent, and he had also seen a relatively detailed introduction in the General History of Hezhou Xiujie.
Of course, this is only the part introduced by the compiler of general history. The editor has never been to the barbaric continent personally, but only based on some classics or hearsay.
"Strictly speaking, it doesn't matter." Mu Zifeng said.
"What do you mean?" Zhou Yang became more and more puzzled.
"This place is just on the edge of the wild continent. It's still far away from the real depths of the continent, separated by a large starry sky."
"So that's it." Zhou Yang suddenly understood, and asked after a moment: "If we reach the wilderness, then we are not far from the Piaomiao Continent, right?"
"What are you thinking about!" Mu Zifeng glanced at him.
"Then..." Zhou Yang was a little confused again.
"Even someone as talented and beautiful as me would not dare to act recklessly in the Piaomiao Continent. Just because of you, you still want to go there and dream!" Mu Zifeng was even more disdainful.
After hearing this, Zhou Yang couldn't help but feel a little discouraged and sat down on the ground.
"Okay, okay, look at what you can do with your cowardly look!" Mu Zifeng hated the fact that iron cannot become steel.
"It's not that I'm a coward, it's that you're too offensive." Zhou Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"To tell you the truth, the final destination of that bullshit road map given to you by the God Emperor is the Savage Continent. Even the more advanced Misty Land, there is no need to even think about it."
Mu Zifeng sprinkled a handful of salt on Zhou Yang's heart again.
"Well, senior, you..." Zhou Yang did not give up.
"Of course I've been there, but it's been too long. Without an exact starry sky route map, no one can get there." Mu Zifeng shook his head.
"Is there an eighth-level demon king in the Wild Continent, or a strong man in the God Control Realm?" Zhou Yang thought for a while and asked again.
"There must be an eighth-level demon king. As for humans, I can't be sure. But there certainly were some in ancient times. Cultivators from the Piaomiao Continent often went to the wilderness to practice."
"Oh. It seems that the God Emperor and the others have a good chance of entering the Royal God!" Zhou Yang murmured.
"That depends on whether they can survive." Mu Zifeng sneered at this.
It's no wonder that there are eight-level demon kings in the Wild Continent, and there are more than one or two. The God Emperor and Quan Yan are definitely no match.
"Well, it's better to go directly to the misty land. At least it is the world of cultivators. The powerful gods and even gods will not kill the weak easily, or they don't bother to care at all. And this barbaric continent, alas, It’s extremely dangerous!”
Zhou Yang sighed and secretly thought that if his cultivation level was not at the peak of False God, he would never set foot in the real wild continent.
"Okay, don't sigh. Now that you are here, you should improve your cultivation. There are so many seventh-level intermediate and high-level demons as whetstones, and such rich divine power. Let your five levels be improved as soon as possible. When both Dan and Yuanshen reach the peak of Virtual God, they will be enough to challenge the Great God Realm or the eighth-level Demon King."
"Junior understands." Zhou Yang raised his head, walked forward slowly, and began to head deeper into the forest.
The gravity in the forest is too great. Except for the flying demon, few other monsters can control the air. Zhou Yang can barely fly up to ten feet, which is similar to the swooping ability of low-level cultivators.
With such a huge gravity, even all kinds of Taoism are restricted. In this way, the advantage of physical strength is highlighted.
The further you go in, the more powerful the suppression of your spiritual consciousness becomes. At this time, you can only release more than a thousand feet, and there is still no big tree to block it.
Not only that, there are many god-level natural restrictions in the forest. In addition to those that can be bypassed, many of them require Zhou Yang to do it himself, which greatly affects his traveling speed.
However, as he continued to break formations, his attainments in god-level formations continued to improve.
"It's broken!" Just as Zhou Yang was carefully deciphering the formation, hundreds of killing rays suddenly shot out from the ground.
At such a close distance, he had no time to dodge. A large number of kills instantly shattered the divine power mask into pieces, and then exploded.
Fortunately, he was always vigilant and maintained the divine power mask. Fortunately, there was only one wave of killings, and after this wave of killings was blocked by the mask, most of its power was eliminated. He was not seriously injured, but there were still many wounds on his body. He was hit everywhere, dripping with blood, and extremely embarrassed.
"Ouch..." Suddenly, a thunderous roar came from not far away, and then a giant beast appeared.
This beast has a head like a golden bell, eyes like a magic lamp, a huge body, dense scales, and a golden light all over its body that catches people's eyes.
"Be careful, this is an ancient exotic golden-scaled beast!" Mu Zifeng reminded urgently.
Zhou Yang had just suffered a killing attack and had not yet fully recovered. At this time, another giant beast attacked, and it was a gold-scaled giant beast at the peak of the seventh-level intermediate level. This was truly a blessing and a misfortune never comes alone.
Without any time to think, Zhou Yang retreated violently, dodged toward a big tree, and struck out with a palm at the same time.
This palm did not hit the golden-scaled giant beast, but a natural restraining killing formation.
Countless kills rose up and attacked the incoming giant beast head on.
However, this forest is the territory of the golden-scaled giant beast, its home field. Moreover, the monster has reached the seventh level, its intelligence has been greatly expanded, and it is very familiar with the natural restrictions in the forest. Therefore, it just swayed and He easily avoided the mass killing and rushed towards Zhou Yang again.
The peak of the seventh-level intermediate level is equivalent to the existence of the late stage of False God. Zhou Yang did not dare to be careless and just used his body skills to dodge continuously within a limited range.
The golden-scaled beast pursued several times and knocked down several big trees one after another, but it still failed to crush this hateful human being. It roared angrily and suddenly lowered its huge head.
Zhou Yang was stunned for a moment, but then he reacted and moved upwards.
At the same time, a golden light passed by the soles of his feet, bringing with it a gust of hot wind.
These are the scales of the golden-scaled giant beast. Each one is comparable to a divine treasure and is extremely powerful.
Zhou Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then his figure fell. Because the gravity is too great, his body cannot stay in the air.
However, a bad wind suddenly came from behind. Without even thinking about it, he immediately jumped forward and hit a secular martial arts iron bridge. Of course it was a reverse iron bridge, but no matter what it was, he managed to avoid it in the end. The golden scale kill turned back.
